The next day, Zhuang Yun did not go to school immediately after breakfast and looked at Zhou Boxu hesitantly.
Zhou Boxu noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhuang Yun pursed his lips and said, "Father, can you pick me up from school?"
Zhou Boxu was a little surprised and asked in confusion: "But what happened?"
Zhuang Yun shook his head and said with a bit of grievance and envy: "The fathers of my college classmates often pick them up from school, but no one has ever picked them up except me."
Because he had no father at all, Zhou Poxu had only been his father for two or three months.
When Yu Lan heard this, he felt a sense of sourness in his heart and his eyes turned red.
Zhou Boxu was also touched. He looked at Zhuang Yun who looked expectant and said, "Okay, I will pick you up today."
After a pause, Zhou Boxu added: "I will pick you up from school whenever I have time."
What did he think was going on that put him in such a difficult situation?
"Thank you, father." Zhuang Yun smiled happily, her gloomy face turned clear, and she went to the Imperial College happily.
Looking at his cheerful back, Yu Lan felt heartbroken.
She thought she gave everything to Zhuang Yun and gave him all her love, but she could never make up for it and replace her father's love.
Every time Zhuang Yun asked Zhou Boxu for something seemingly trivial. But to him, these little things were extremely precious and enviable.
"I am a father for the first time, so I will inevitably make mistakes. Please remind me more in the future." Zhou Boxu raised his hand and wiped away the moisture from the corners of Yu Lan's eyes.
Yu Lan said: "I don't blame you."
How can Zhou Boxu be blamed for this? He responded to Zhuang Yun's requests beyond words.
Taking a deep breath, Yu Lan put on a smile and said: "It's getting late, you can go about your business."
"Yes." Seeing that her mood had returned to normal, Zhou Boxu wanted to finish the matters at hand as soon as possible so that he would be free to pick up Zhuang Yun in the afternoon.
With Zhou Boxu's personal promise, Zhuang Yun had been looking forward to finishing school since arriving at the Imperial College.
He waited for a day and went out with his classmates after school.
"Will your father really come to pick you up?" the classmate asked curiously.
Zhuang Yun nodded firmly: "Yes."
Zhou Boxu never broke his promise to him.
So several classmates from aristocratic families were doubtful and walked out of the Imperial College gate with Zhuang Yun. They all wanted to see what Zhuang Yun's father looked like and whether he was as powerful as Zhuang Yun said.
Zhuang Yun was surrounded in the middle, holding his book bag in both hands and looking up.
When school was over, the entrance to the Imperial College was crowded with people and carriages. Zhuang Yun looked around on tiptoe, but did not see Zhou Boxu.
Father, he...won't come, right?
Zhuang Yun's hand holding the book bag became tighter and tighter, and his nervous palms became sweaty.
"Zhuang Yun, who is your father?" The classmate asked with interest as he looked at the adults who came to pick up the children.
Zhuang Yun pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.
He didn't see Zhou Boxu.
Seeing that Zhuang Yun didn't move or say a word, someone said, "You're not here, are you?"
They were all curious about Zhuang Yun's father and wanted to see him. If Zhou Boxu doesn't come, they will all be disappointed.
"My father is busy with official duties, maybe..." Zhuang Yun was halfway through explaining, when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
"Yun'er."
The very familiar voice was his father!
Zhuang Yun suddenly raised his head and looked around.
The adults who were picking up the children recognized Zhou Boxu and consciously moved out of the way.
"Master Zhou, please go first."
Zhou Boxu was in the second rank and held real power. He was also the consort, so everyone who saw him would respect him.
Among the bustling crowd, Zhou Boxu was dressed in dark blue corseted brocade clothes. He had a tall and straight figure and a handsome appearance. He was very eye-catching at first glance.
"That's my father." Zhuang Yun raised his chin slightly with a look of pride on his face.
Several people followed and looked around.
Under the gaze of Zhuang Yun and his classmates, Zhou Boxu strode calmly, approached with dignity, and stood in front of them.
When they met Zhuang Yun's father for the first time, several classmates were a little nervous, and they all stared blankly without saying a word.
"Father." Zhuang Yun called out, walked to Zhou Boxu's side, waved to the stunned people and said, "I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow."
"Oh, okay." Several people responded belatedly and watched Zhuang Yun and Zhou Boxu go away.
"Zhuang Yun's father is so tall, taller than my eldest brother."
"His father is also good-looking, better-looking than my father."
"Well, it looks amazing at first glance. I'm so envious..."
Several people were excited and envious as they talked to each other.
In full view of everyone, Zhuang Yun followed Zhou Boxu into the carriage. The door was closed, and Zhuang Yun's heart was still beating.
In the past, he had witnessed others being picked up by his father in the carriage, but today he finally became the one who attracted attention.
Zhuang Yun's heart was filled with excitement, and he couldn't hide his happiness.
Zhou Boxu took in all his joy and said slowly: "If you have anything to do in the future, just tell me, I am your father. I can do what other people's fathers can do."
Zhuang Yun was very moved when he heard this, and choked out: "Okay."
Zhou Bexu raised his hand and touched his head to express comfort.
As the carriage left the Imperial Academy and entered the bustling street, Zhuang Yun was in a good mood. He felt that the noise outside the carriage had become better and the journey back home had become shorter.
The carriage stopped steadily in front of the princess's mansion. The father and son got out of the car and entered the mansion. They saw Yu Lan smiling at each other on the bluestone path in the front yard.
"Back." Yu Lan stood in the afterglow of the setting sun with a gentle smile on his face.
"Mother, we are back." Zhuang Yun's voice was clear and smiling.
"So happy?" Yu Lan asked with a smile.
Zhuang Yun nodded.
He also had his father pick him up, so of course he was happy.
Zhou Boxu and Zhuang Yun approached, Yu Lan turned around, and the three of them walked to the backyard together.
It was still early, so the three of them went to Zhuang Yun's study. Zhou Boxu taught Zhuang Yun his homework, and Yu Lan studied ink for them at the side.
If Zhuang Yun didn't understand anything, Zhou Boxu could easily explain it.
"Father is so powerful, even more powerful than our husbands." Zhuang Yun looked at Zhou Bo Xu with eyes full of reverence.
In Zhuang Yun's eyes, Zhou Boxu is omnipotent and omnipotent, just like his uncle.
"Yun'er is very smart and will be even more powerful than me in the future." Zhou Boxu praised sincerely.
Zhuang Yun was happy to hear this and ate an extra half bowl of rice at dinner. If Yu Lan hadn't stopped him because he was afraid that he would eat too much and accumulate food at night, he could have eaten another half bowl.
Seeing that Zhuang Yun was growing tall and liked riding and shooting, Zhou Boxu put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Does Yun'er want to practice martial arts?"
"I want to." Zhuang Yun's eyes lit up, then dimmed quickly: "But grandma won't let me."
Although Zhuang Yun had no father to teach him, if he wanted to practice martial arts, he could ask a martial arts master to teach him.
Zhou Boxu thought for a moment and understood the reason.
Mrs. Zhuang is afraid that Zhuang Yun will follow the path of her father and grandfather.
Zhou Boxu frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "If you really want to learn, I'll go talk to the old lady."
"I want to learn." Zhuang Yun was very determined.
"Okay, I'll teach you."
Seeing that the father and son had reached an agreement, Yu Lan hesitated and said: "I have mentioned this before, but my mother's attitude is very firm."
Zhou Boxu said clearly: "I will talk to the old lady again."
This is a big deal for Zhuang Yun, and he has to fight for it again so that he can't leave any regrets.
